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Sophis-Chicago

Late in the night
And it followed behind me
I would hold my bags
While you held my gaze
A tune was troubling me

Ooh hoo hoo
Sign on the line
A request for the guest to show
But the notes I wrote
Were not the notes I left
A tune was troubling me

Down to the guest room
I’ll be gone here tomorrow
She’s humming a tune
So sophis-ti-ca-ted
As she points to my room

She switches the light on
I’m electric beside her
She cuts to the bone
So sophis-ti-ca-ted
Then she’s gone from the room

Ooh I sit like a stone
Gazing out of the window
Got a pen in hand
I’m searching for the song that
Reminds me of you

Oh, how it’s changed
With the note from the stranger
He left his soul
A little ink on paper
For the jazz boy to see

Down to the bedroom
Need a room ’til tomorrow
The sweet entrepreneur
So sophis-ti-ca-ted
She’s the light in the room

She switches the light on
I’m electric beside her
She cuts to the bone
So sophis-ti-ca-ted
Then she’s gone from the room

I’m down in the bedroom
And I’m lost in tomorrow
The sweet entrepreneur
So sophis-ti-ca-ted
Then she’s gone from the room

She switches the light on
I’m electric beside her
She cuts to the bone
So sophis-ti-ca-ted
Then she’s gone from the room

Lead Vocal: Amos Clarke, Backing Vocals: Nikki and Amos Clarke, Guitars: Juan José Legarda, Bass: Amos Clarke, Piano: Juan José Legarda, Drums: Russell Robinson
*Based on a short story of Luis Escalante

 
Lyrics

1. Sophis-Chicago
J J Legarda/ A Clarke  

Parisian Split

Here’s another of your lovin’ letters
To make me feel better for
Loving you the way I do

But much better than a loving letter
Would be a gentleman who
Brings his love around

You’re the kind of guy who makes his love a game
This game is lonely and it’s pulling us apart
Your priorities are different
Where were you last night?
With your mistress music
How she beats me every time
I won’t have a bar of this
It’s driving me insane
Your tune is just the same
We’re playing a losing game

Well that grass is really looking greener
We’re not getting younger
You won’t start a family

It’s the hardest thing that ever happened
Giving up my funny man
Giving up on love

I’m the kind of girl whose love is number one
Love is homely and it’s perfect just for two
My ideals are very different
We could spend the night
Making music of our own
Until the morning light
You won’t have a bar of this
Like standing in the rain
Your tune is just the same
We’ve played a losing game

You’re the kind of guy whose love is just a game
It’s getting lonely and it’s pulling us apart
Your priorities are different
Where were you last night?
With your mistress music
How she beats me every time
I won’t have a bar of this
It’s driving me insane
Your tune will never change
We’re playing a losing game

Aren’t you over-reacting?
Taking this too far
That’s the kind of guy I am
I gotta be keepin’ busy

There’s nothing new
It’s all the same
You never seem to want to change
You’re playing ’round, just like a clown
You drive me crazy

Why would we change a thing?
A thing that’s as good as we got?
There are many people who have
Nothing like we got girl

Maybe this’ll work for you but not me
‘Cause you got everything you need
Even though it hurts a lot to say it
I think this is the end of the road

Girl there is so much left unsaid
Ooh I can see that this ain’t workin’

Loving letters lying in the rain
Nothing left we’re playing a losing game
This ain’t working
Loving letters lying in the rain
Ooh no
We tried so hard
And still it’s just the same
You’re not listening

Lead Vocal: Nikki Clarke, Backing Vocals: Amos and Nikki Clarke, Guitars and Bass, Keyboard and B4: Juan José Legarda, Drums: Russell Robinson

 
Lyrics

2. Parisian Split
J J Legarda/ A Clarke  

Our Auckland Alchemy

Under a thundering fly
It’s a rainy night
Underneath your smile I rest a while
You lay there
Another surprise

Since sixty-eight I still can’t decide
The blue and grey a distant hum I say
I can be saved with your smile
I left the bees behind

A Spanish gift in the night
I can trade a smile
Banging on your drum like a big ship’s gun
My hollow breath in the light

We made our heaven
Our grit into gold
This diamond shines in the dark and cold I say
I can see rain when you smile
We can play with fire

A chattering scampering child
Well she’s a ray of light
Oh we found our God in the skirts of the city
The syringe in the sky

We made our heaven
Our grit into gold
Our alchemy made the witches wild
The summer it burned us alive

And we can play with fire
Did we make it shine?
Our little ray of light
Did I make you mine?
We can play with fire
Did we make it shine?
Ooh our little ray of light
Oh did I make you mine?

Ooh

Lead Vocal: Amos Clarke, Backing Vocals: Nikki and Amos Clarke, Solo guitar; Aron, Guitars, Bass and keyboards: Juan José Legarda, Drums: Russell Robinson

 
Lyrics

3. Our Auckland Alchemy
J J Legarda/ A Clarke  

L.A. Thaiger

Daddy owns a restaurant near the freeway
I’m working out the back I’m cleanin’ every day
California dreams they brew in my mind
Doesn’t know his little girl’s
A Hollywood believer

Forget the actors and the oil
I wanna sing a show
I heard ‘em
Big Bad Voodoo Daddy
This Thaiger wants to steal the show

Flirting with the funk of California
Sunset Boulevard is just ‘round the corner
Got the Family Stone on the menu today
Got the funk in my soul
I’m a true believer

I feel so positive
I’m breaking every rule I know
I need them
Big Bad Voodoo Daddy
This Thaiger wants to steal the show

I’ll never be that foody lady
Serving all her customers slow
You’ll see so soon
The way your Thaiger steels the show

Driving on the 90 Freeway
Window down and radio loud
Turning down the Bakersfield Country
And turning up that big band sound

I left my funky soul back in the kitchen
Big Daddy blew my mind my soul is itchin’
Norma Miller showed me Queen of the Swing
And my eyes opened up
I’m a true believer

Forget the actors and the oil
I wanna sing it slow
You heard me
Big Bad Voo-doo Daddy
This Thaiger wants to steal the show

I’ll never be that foody lady
Letting all my customers know
I’ll fill the room
You feed ‘em!

Forget the actors and the oil
I wanna swing the show
I heard ‘em
Big Bad Voodoo Daddy
Your Thaiger’s gonna bring it home

Lead and Backing Vocals: Racquel Roberts, Solo guitar; Juan José Legarda, Guitars: Dani Venegas, Keyboards: Paul San Martín, Bass: Amos Clarke, Drums: Russell Robinson

 
Lyrics

4. L.A. Thaiger
J J Legarda/ A Clarke  

Miss London Diamond

As he made it through the weather
And he stepped inside the blue Moonglow
In the picture was a girl
A diamond from long ago

How many ways I have to pay
To see you shine
In the rubble and the ruins
Lays my Spanish lullaby

So the lady in the picture
And the story in the peeling pearls
Is a mystery for ever
Whitechapel will hide the years

How many ways will you make me pay
To see my diamond shine
At the table in the picture
Sits my Spanish lullaby

They pictured her as their Cinderella living the life
Living the life that you wanted
But it’s time for them to say goodbye and wish her well
How I miss that girl
The lady with the dubious jewels on the wall in the Blue Moonglow
I wish the lady in the picture’d smile
In the rubble where my diamond lies

Oh the lady in the picture

Disappearing in the weather
As he sadly left the Blue Moonglow
He left the picture of the lady
His Spanish diamond from long ago

How many ways will you make them pay?
To see Miss Diamond shine
At the table in the picture
Sits my Spanish lullaby

In the picture in the Blue Moonglow
Sits my Spanish lullaby
At the table in the picture
Sits my Spanish lullaby

Miss Diamond my Spanish lullaby

Lead Vocal: Amos Clarke, Backing Vocals: Nikki and Amos Clarke, Guitars and Bass: Juan José Legarda, Keyboards: Paul San Martín, Drums: Russell Robinson
*Based on a short story of Luis Escalante

 
Lyrics

5. Miss London Diamond
J J Legarda/ A Clarke  

Funny Man In Paris

Being alone by the Seine in the setting sun
Isn’t fun when you’re alone without anyone
I left my love by the water so very long ago

How we laughed when I would call you Mr. Funny Man
A moment’s magic as we touched holding hands
We would paint the Quai d’Orsay so very long ago

This shameless river breaks la ville de l’amour in two
But this broken city is the city where I found you
Finding you all alone wondering

Waiting for your loving Bella to arrive
All these years watching water slipping by
Every single day

Watching all the lucky lovers as they’re walking by
A lonely man, chin in hand gazing at the sky
Sitting there a vacant stare
It was my Funny Man

You couldn’t believe it when I shuffled quietly next to you
Your sadness vanished then a smile washing over you
Your Bella and her Funny Man back together again

This desperate river broke the city of love in two
But this broken city is the city where I found you
There in your lonely world waiting

Hoping for your lovely Bella to arrive
All these years watching water slipping by
Every single day

This hopeful river breaks the city of love in two
But this broken city is the city where I found you
Sitting all alone, wishing

Waiting for your loving Bella to arrive
Never knowing she was longing for you
Every single day

Years spent thinking of you
Eleanor and ‘73
Rescued by the water
Years spent thinking of you
The Rive Droite broke us in two
And now we’re rescued by the water

Lead Vocal: Nikki Clarke, Backing Vocals: Amos and Nikki Clarke, Guitars and Bass: Juan José Legarda, Piano: Paul San Martín, Drums: Russell Robinson

 
Lyrics

6. Funny Man In Paris
J J Legarda/ A Clarke  

Stuck In San Fran

Room is smoky
20 songs are brewing
There’s an orange glow
Your surprise
She’s waiting in the corner
She’s wearing your favorite shoes
Coded message of her love for you
Undercover kind of love for two
She’s prepared to risk her life for you

Fingers playing
All the favourite standards
Band is in the groove
Tunnel vision
For one lovely lady
But all eyes on you

On the road
Listening to Louie
Escape this underground
Every time we try to leave
We end up driving
Back to San Francisco town

Then the fat man
Walks into the room and
Smokes His big cigar
Through the haze
He looks you in the eye
And he drums his fingers on your guitar
Just remember who you really are
Only reason that you’re really here
How your fingers play your jazz guitar

With his goons
He slowly left the room and
Then you catch her smile
Play it safe
Three can go the hard game
But the stakes are high

Like a rat running through the tunnel
Escape this underground
But my jazzy lady keeps me hanging around
San Francisco town

Gotta leave with my jazzy lady
Escape this underground
Right now
I don’t know if I’ll ever get to leave
San Francisco town

We’re forever playing together
San Francisco town
We’re forever playing together
San Francisco town
We’re forever playing together
San Francisco town

Lead and Backing Vocals: Amos Clarke, Guitars and keyboard: Juan José Legarda, Bass: Amos Clarke, Drums: Russell Robinson

 
Lyrics

7. Stuck in San Fran
J J Legarda/ A Clarke  

Aquí En Madrid

Y fue un día gris

Un día triste de Madrid

Me miró, me sonrió

Mi corazón se aceleró

Vivía sin vivir

Casi la eternidad

Dormía sin soñar

Y soñaba al despertar

Que él estaba aquí

Aquí en Madrid

 

Venía de Brasil

Del gran país de Tom Jobim

Le miré, me sonrojé

Me dijo algo en portugués

Rozándome la piel.

Yo no le contesté

Sus labios le besé

Y después me pellizqué

Y él seguía aquí

Aquí en Madrid

 

Orfeo entonó

La bossa del amor

El samba de Bençao

A media voz.

La luna y las estrellas

Que estaban escondidas

Se abrieron de emoción como una flor

Y un ruiseñor

Cantó una canción

En La mayor

 

En la Plaza Mayor

Un viejo se acercó

La mano nos leyó

Y nos lanzó

La típica sonrisa

Con pícara malicia

En la Puerta del Sol se oyó una voz

Que pregonó:

Jamás le digas no

Al corazón.

Lead and Backing Vocals: Chelle, Guitars, Bass and keyboards: Juan José Legarda, Tenor Sax: Dan Boissy, Drums: Russell Robinson

 
Lyrics

8. Aqui En Madrid
J J Legarda/ Luis Escalante  

Baton Rouge

Your cassette and your soul
And your hidden pride’s all you hold
We were walking hand in hand
Toward a sky of gold
You were young
It was new
And the coin it had your picture too
As the gold it turned to diamonds
In the city of Baton Rouge

Baton Rouge
Under the southern moon

I get the feeling that we’ve stayed too long
And you slowly made your way along one side sur le boulevard
Can you hear the sound of a distant song?
And the Creole people proudly say that they still remember you

Baton Rouge
Under the southern moon

It’s so hard in this land of the petticoat insurrection
And the naughty Marietta refused to play the game

Baton Rouge
Under the southern moon

And this Louisiana is our home
Filles à la Cassette came from France to live in a southern land
What a day I think we’re nearly done
There’s no love in this unsettled land so far from their distant home

Baton Rouge
Under the southern moon
Raking the streets of Bayou

Lead Vocals and Backing Vocals: Amos and Nikki Clarke, Guitars and Keyboards: Juan José Legarda, Bass: Amos Clarke, Drums: Russel Robinson
*Based on a short story of Luis Escalante

 
Lyrics

9. Baton Rouge
J J Legarda/ A Clarke  

A Berliner In New York

In the street with valour

I listen to them play

The fragrant melodies

Float in my room all day

And The Secret Broadcasts

My life was saved

With the Moonlight Serenade

 

In the demolition

They made me smile

The sweet melodies made me

Want to stay a while

We’ll take The A Train

And Sing Sing Sing

Stompin’ with the King of Swing

 

Don’t know why

Oh The Chatanooga Choo-Choo

I could cry

The American Patrol

The Miller Magic

The Golden Years

The Berlin boy with the Blue Note tears

 

Sitting with the soldiers

Don’t understand a thing

Except when the masters

Begin to make it swing

I’m In The Mood for

A String Of Pearls

I’ll Take The A Train

With my girl

 

Don’t know why

Oh, This Chatanooga Choo-Choo

I could cry with this American Patrol

The Miller Magic

The Golden Years

The King of swing with the Golden ears

 

Don’t know why

It’s like I’m Stompin’ At The Savoy

I would smile with The American Patrol

The Miller Magic

The Golden Years

The Berlin boy with the New York tears

My heart’s on fire

But It Don’t Mean A Thing

I blame The Duke Mr Ellington

Miller’s Mood and the

King of Swing

 

Ooh yeah

I’m In The Mood for some
Well don’t know why

I’m In The Mood for some

I could cry

Yeah

I’m In The Mood for some

The Miller Magic

Ooh

I’m In The Mood for some

Well the golden years

 

Lead Vocal: Amos Clarke, Backing Vocals: Nikki and Amos Clarke, Guitars, Bass and Keyboards, Juan José Legarda, Sax Section: Dan Boissy, Drums: Russell Robinson

*Based on a short story of Luis Escalante

 
Lyrics

10. A Berliner in New York
J J Legarda/ A Clarke  

This album has been released in November 2017.

VOCALIST AND MUSICIANS
Juanjo Legarda (guitars, guitar bass, keyboards and percussion), Amos Clarke (lead and backing vocals and guitar bass), Nikki Hartnett-Clarke (lead and backing vocals), Russell Robinson (drums) Paul San Martín (keyboards), Dani Venegas (guitars) and Dan Boissy (saxes).

PRODUCED AND ARRANGED BY
JUAN JOSÉ LEGARDA

VOCAL ARRANGEMENTS BY
Amos Clarke

SAXS ARRANGEMENT
Dan Boissy

RECORDING STUDIOS
Basque Coast Studio (Biarritz, France)
sHOWpONY (Auckland, New Zealand)
StudioPros (Los Angeles, EEUU)
Dan Boissy Music (New York, EEUU)

MIXING ENGINEER
Juan José Legarda at Basque Coast Studio

MASTERING ENGINEER
Jan-Jaap Dekker at Analogue Mastering (Amsterdam, Holland)

ART DIRECTION
Guille Viglione

ARTWORK
José Alonso

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